The master of the reborn business girl

Chapter 75 Fighting with Qin Zhan

Song Ye originally thought that an officer like Qin Zhan, who led troops all day long, would not meet him at other times except in the ravine, which was a closed training place.

But now it seems that this judgment seems to be biased.

The man in front of him is not only good at catching suspects, but also spends his time drinking and drinking. Moreover, he doesn't take others seriously.

The moment her hat was taken off, Song Ye couldn't help but grab it with her backhand. She didn't intend to expose herself today.

But this shot immediately aroused Qin Zhan's interest, his eyes narrowed, he threw his hat into the air, and gestured to Song Ye with one hand forward.

Bang bang bang, Song Ye's seemingly slender arms and legs are actually extremely powerful. After going through supernatural powers and training, her punching speed is extremely fast. Even with only [-]% of her strength, it is enough to make people look dazzled.

Even Qin Zhan was surprised. He had to change his mind a few minutes later when he planned to fight with one hand. The fighting cells in his body were stimulated, and he set up a battle in the lobby regardless of his care.

"Little devil, come here." He pressed his thick eyebrows, and the tough aura of a soldier came over his face, and the whole area seemed to become a school ground.

And Song Ye's exquisite porcelain-white face was as cold as ice at this time, and the chill emanating from the deep pupils was also full of courage. Almost the moment Qin Zhan opened his mouth, she was already bullying her.

The explosive fist hit the opponent's ribs and abdomen directly. Apart from the appearance that the height difference could not reach, Song Ye knew all the fragile parts of the human body.Qin Zhan focused on defense, and his highly trained muscles did not hinder his resistance. Those just right muscles were full of flexibility, and he avoided Song Ye's fists one by one perfectly and tightly.

From the upper body to the lower body, fists to legs, Song Ye exhausted all his moves and failed to break through Qin Zhan's defense. The man in front of him was like an iron wall, even if he didn't fight back, he would be overwhelmed.

Song Yeming knew that with his 15-year-old body, it was impossible to beat the opponent. Moreover, in order to conceal his identity, he deliberately did not use any ultimate moves. Such a duel was tantamount to hitting a stone with an egg.

But she has been defeated by the opponent again and again, especially when she thinks about what happened in the pool that night, she can't get rid of the smell of tobacco in her mouth. The hat is just a fuse, giving her a reason to do it .

Qin Zhan is a very good opponent. If she didn't stand on the opposite side of interests, she believed that they could become friends.

There were more and more people watching around, and even the security guards were dispatched quickly, but when they saw the skills of the two, they didn't dare to step forward to stop them.

In the end, it was the lobby manager who tried his best to persuade him, "You two gentlemen, if you have something to say, we can't fight here. If the fight continues, it won't end well."

At that time, the two also fought to the end. The attackers did not hurt anyone, and the defenders restrained the bottom line. The more they fought, the more boring they became. After a fist collided, the two stopped tacitly.

Qin Zhan straightened his slightly messy collar, ignored the eyes of the nympho women around him, and walked straight to Song Ye, "Let's go."

Song Ye picked up the hat from the ground and put it on again, put his hands in his trouser pockets, and replied coldly, "En."

Then, under the gaze of everyone, the two people who were still struggling a second ago walked up the stairs side by side.That harmonious back made people suspect that everything just now was just an illusion.

When going upstairs, Qin Zhan looked at Song Ye's side face and found that the other party hadn't shed a single drop of sweat. He couldn't help but secretly nodded in his heart, and said in a low voice, "Next time, don't embroider your legs with these fancy fists."

Next time... Song Ye's footsteps paused slightly, the eyes under the brim of the hat flashed, and a murderous look appeared coldly.

I am afraid that next time, this promising colonel will be decapitated.

While talking, the two had already walked to the lobby on the second floor. There is a spacious venue here, which can usually provide a buffet banquet, but today it is full of stones, tables and chairs. The stone gambling competition organized by Wang Yutang has been rushed curtain.

Because Song Ye was a contestant, he had to go to the backstage to prepare first, and then he was able to get rid of Qin Zhan.

There are already dozens of players in the waiting room who are getting dressed. Without exception, these people are the best in the stone betting circle, known as the so-called experts. Everyone seems to be grooming in a leisurely manner. Not for a competition, but for a catwalk.

As soon as Song Ye entered the room, she immediately noticed that there were invisible eyes peeping over her. Many people sneered at her, but they didn't complain about her because of their identities. As for the group of men who were taught by Qin Zhan downstairs just now Sitting on the sofa at the side, when they saw Song Ye coming in, they all kept dark faces and said nothing.

Anyway, no one responded, Song Ye leaned against the wall and was happy to relax. After a while, a staff member came to distribute the number plate, saying that it was time to choose wool in the corresponding position.

Coincidentally, Song Ye and the man with glasses received adjacent numbers, and until they entered the court, the other party had a sinister mocking expression.

When she walked into the other room, she looked up at the one-way glass on one side, and guessed that all the famous businessmen in Shishi were watching, including Qin Zhan.

However, Qin Zhan was not her target, so she didn't take him seriously. When she walked to the front of the corresponding woolen cloth, she realized that all the woolen cloths in the audience were fist-sized small woolen cloth. Pick what's left.

Song Ye couldn't help but twitched his eyebrows, feeling secretly that Wang Yutang would recycle waste, take out the leftovers from the last exhibition to compete, and put gold on his face.However, the quality of these small pieces of wool is uneven, which will indeed increase the difficulty of the game.

As soon as she squatted down, she heard someone scolding, "It's all broken wool. It's a defective product that has been eliminated. Let alone a good jadeite here, it's hard to say whether it's possible to pick out a piece of green."

These people are usually old experts in appraising large pieces of wool, and small pieces have long been looked down upon. Now, many people are not used to the cat's body pawing and pulling stones on the ground.

Song Ye also picked a few pieces, and most likely they were not green. She was pulling away the things at her side when a hand suddenly stretched out beside her and grabbed the woolen material under her feet. The feminine smiling face of the man with glasses on, "Anyway, if you don't want it, give it to me."

Song Ye looked at the piece of wool in his hand, and was sure that it had passed through his hands just now, so he ignored him and continued to search for others.

Seeing her indifferent appearance, the corner of the man's mouth twitched, and the good things he got XZ stuffed into his sleeves.

Unfortunately, Song Ye searched for a long time, and only found a piece of glutinous rice green and ice-species dark green jadeite with floating flowers on a white background. The color of both pieces was not pure enough, and the price was also greatly reduced.

(End of this chapter)